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| 11 | 92 | She smoothed the silver folds of her View more quotes about robes">robes with a nervous hand, gloved in silver. |
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| 11 | 89 | The sweat poured down my body and my back still stung from the lash. |
| 11 | 90 | "Bring in Ost!" ordered the Tatrix. |
| 11 | 91 | I thought Dorna the Proud stirred uneasily in the curule chair. |
| 11 | 92 | She smoothed the silver folds of her robes with a nervous hand, gloved in silver. |
| 11 | 93 | There was a whimpering and a scuffling from behind me, and, to my astonishment, one of the guardsman of the palace, the tiny silver mask blazed across the left temple of his helmet, flung Ost, the conspirator, yoked and sniveling, to the foot of the throne. |
| 11 | 94 | Ost's yoke was much lighter than mine but, as he was a smaller man, the weight might have been as much for him. |
| 11 | 95 | "Kneel to the Tatrix," commanded Thorn, who still retained the whip. |